This NPC is Too Strong

Chen Qingfeng smiled, looked around, and said loudly: "Yes, it is the Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron, one of the nine divine golds! This thing is one of the most top-notch materials in the world. It is rare in the world. It is not only for the people in the world. Gold and iron have a strong restraining effect, and if any magic weapon can be blended with this magical iron, its power will definitely be greatly increased! It is an excellent thing to use to refine your natal magic weapon!

"Of course, these are just one of the many functions of this thing. I don't need to say what the value of this thing is. I think you all know it very well. I won't talk nonsense. This thing weighs about seventeen kilograms and three liang and four yen. The price is One hundred thousand Ziyang Pills!”

Just after someone called out the words Yuanci Shente, the entire Baoxiang Tower fell into dead silence at first, and then quickly started to boil.

At this moment, not only the monks in the hall, but also the distinguished guests in the private rooms were shocked, and there were bursts of exclamations.

"One hundred and ten thousand!" In the hall, a man in black robes stood up, his eyes blazing, staring at the Yuanci Divine Iron.

"One hundred and fifty thousand!" But then, a thrilling price was heard in a private room upstairs.

The man in black robe was stunned for a moment.

Shouldn’t the price be added a little bit? There is no such thing, tens of thousands plus tens of thousands.

"This object has not appeared for more than a hundred years, but it is also a rare item. What does 150,000 yuan mean? Hehe, I will pay 200,000 yuan!"

From another private room, a young voice came out. His voice was slow and not very powerful, but it made many people stay silent and did not dare to interrupt.

It seems that this person's identity is not simple, and many people are afraid of him.

Seeing that Li Yu was a little surprised, Monk Wu Ding explained: "The senior just now should be the Supreme Elder of the Lingluo Sect. His cultivation is considered to be the best in the Golden Core!"

Li Yu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Monk Wu Ding looked at the piece of Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron steadily. With his status, it was inevitable that he would be moved by such a spiritual object.

"The poor monk offered 230,000 yuan, which was offset by a spiritual mountain, plus a black wind flag, a magic weapon that the poor monk accidentally obtained!"

"It turns out to be little friend Wu Ding from Sanxian Island." Chen Qingfeng seemed to be listening to something, nodded, and asked: "Are there any other fellow Taoists who bid? If not, this thing belongs to little friend Wu Ding."

Monk Wuding has profound meditation skills, but he can't help but feel a little excited at this time. More than two hundred thousand yuan is quite limited considering his net worth.

Naturally, it would be best if he took a photo of it. He could use it to refine a purple gold bowl as his natal Buddha treasure, and use the nine divine golds to refine his natal magic treasure. It was more than enough for his status. If you really can’t take the photo, there’s nothing you can do about it.

"My six-yang gold furnace needs to be refined, and this piece of divine iron comes at the right time. Don't be surprised, little friend Wuding."

Taoist Wu, who was taught by King Dan before, smiled and spoke again: "I offer three hundred thousand. If anyone offers more than me, I will have to give up."

"Senior Wu, the one with the highest price will naturally get this thing."

Monk Wu Ding sighed regretfully, that was what he said, but seeing this kind of treasure slip away in front of his eyes, he felt uncomfortable.

Three hundred thousand!

This was already an extremely high price. When they thought that mountains and seas of Ziyang Pill were just exchanged for this small piece of gold and iron ore, many people present were in disbelief and felt dizzy.

It's just a piece of spiritual material, how could it be worth so much?

These are the thoughts of people who don’t know much about the Nine Divine Irons.

But even those monks who really knew a lot about Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron sighed secretly and hesitated after hearing the price.

Although the price is high, it is still worthy of this piece of Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron.

It's just that this piece of Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron is not particularly big after all, only the size of a walnut.

Such a small amount is simply not enough to refining a magic weapon.

Unless it is a sacrifice to a half-foot-long flying needle, a small magic weapon such as a flying knife, or integrated into other materials.

If this piece of divine iron were several times larger, it would be enough to refine a normal magic weapon. In this case, even if it costs 600,000 or 800,000, it would still be worth it!

"Three hundred and twenty thousand!"

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and a voice came from a box somewhere.

Wu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said nothing more.

Li Yu was a little surprised that the bidder was actually his acquaintance, Mr. Bao.

Given Mr. Bao’s status, it’s not surprising that he paid this price.

"Since there are no further bids from fellow Taoists, this item will be sold for 320,000 yuan!"

After waiting for a while, when no one said anything, Chen Qingfeng announced simply.

Soon, the maid left the scene under countless scorching eyes, went through another passage to the box where Mr. Bao was, and handed the things to him.

"Okay everyone!"

Chen Qingfeng said solemnly: "The next thing is a treasure that is no less inferior to the Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron! I believe that many Taoist seniors will be interested in this thing."

He clapped his palms, and then two Taoist female cultivators were holding, no, it should be said, carrying a piece of bronze metal fragment to the high platform.

This metal fragment looks a bit like the fragments of a broken tripod, furnace, or bell.

It seemed to be only one foot in diameter, with a thin layer, like a large broken bowl, but the two Taoist female cultivators looked like they were struggling, panting, and the sweat marks were clearly visible on their snow-white foreheads.

Seeing this, many people realized something was wrong.

With the cultivation of Daoji monks, they can't move mountains and fill the sea, but at least they can easily lift things weighing tens of thousands of pounds.

However, now two Daoji monks are working together to lift this "broken bowl", but it's still a bit difficult, which surprised some people, and they immediately realized that this broken bowl is not simple!

In the hall, many people have noticed that after this broken bowl appeared, some noises came from some boxes upstairs, and they seemed to be very surprised and even shocked by this thing.

Chen Qingfeng looked solemn, his eyes swept across the field, paused slightly at several cultivators with deep auras, and introduced:

"You should all be able to see that this thing is a fragment. As for the origin of this thing, it is actually a fragment of the Falling God Bell. Some fellow Taoists may not have heard of the Falling God Bell, but this thing is actually a spiritual treasure that was sacrificed by a scattered immortal, the Biluo Immortal Lord in ancient times!"

In the box where Li Yu was, even after the Yuanci Divine Iron came out, Monk Wuding and Fairy Zihan, who did not show much excitement, stood up directly at this time, showing excitement and astonishment, staring at the broken bowl with burning eyes.

Seeing this, Li Yu frowned, and was very confused.

Although he was knowledgeable, he was only a Jindan human immortal in his previous life, and he didn't know much about some of the real high-level secrets of this world.

For example, this Falling God Bell, and the Biluo Immortal Lord mentioned by Chen Qingfeng, he had never heard of it.